Northstar Vale Do you want what you got?

I'm Alaska. She said, standing up and moving herself a bit closer to him, but keeping space incase he was a wolf who liked space. She liked the way he phrased her bluntness, as someone who doesn't beat around the bush. His explanation of his scars made much sense, and she could relate. How long were you a lone wolf? Alaska asked, getting more in depth with his past. 

She also assumed the conversation would be question-for-question, so she waited for him to respond and return the question before asking a new one.